Jim Jarmucsh

The poison of the honey bee Is the artist's jealousy
William Blake

I did not really want this blog to be too movie oriented but that’s what is happening; I’m so ‘movie mood’ the last days, it can’t become anything else. All his movies are black and white. This conflict of reality and consciousness is still on the top. In “the dead man” we see it quite clearly. First of all it’s a best critic of industrial society I’ve ever seen. I mean none of the films like that actually kills the one in the society. The leaving dead consciousness that’s what the Jonathan Blake in this movie is. He was hit by the bullet in the heart and his soul is kept by the Native American Nobody. ‘Stupid…stupid white man’. It’s got quite a lot to do with a trippy stuff; It might be either salvia, or DMT or Ayahuaska. I love the scene where the flowers made from the paper still have a smell, it says a lot about what is illusion and what is reality. It’s quite feminist in that way, I mean the woman that appears in the ‘industrial town’ is the one who has a lot from the ‘other kind of life’, while others are beasts basically. There’s a quite good critique of religion and racism but those two, and their cooperation is truly best criticized in ‘there will be blood’ by Paul Thomas Anderson. You will definitely love it if you did like ‘the dead man’. What Jarmusch doesn’t fail to do with his attitude towards “industrial” religion is his straight aggression: ‘looks like a god damn religious icon’. I don’t want to go further because it’s so fucken sacred you can’t just perceive it or take points from someone’s reviews. Strongly recommended for those, with ‘eastern’ attitudes and the reality distorter bastards xxx
The other movie of Jarmucsh I would love to review is “Down by law” starring Benigni. It’s about the freedom and the individualism, cultural differences that make freedom so fucken loud and rebellious. I scream, you scream, we all scream.
The main thing that I appreciate in this movie is the struggle to the freedom. It is in some way symbolic for me and therefore you actually feel their excitement though the plot and the actors are so not emotional (even the Italian character )) )

There is a pure critic in the ‘coffee and cigarettes’. That’s amazing how Jarmuschs movies don’t have an end. It’s a continuous state of being. Hypocrisy that exists in a relationship of friends; relatives; is a main standing point of the movie. What I love most is that the film is not trying to say something. it is just a pure realism with the crazy attempts of the characters to join the absolutely ridiculous in their consciousness nirvana with the generally approved methods, you know what I mean? )).
All Jarmuschs those films are black and white and that’s not because some superinteligence has divided the white from black while creating us.